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[markedcard]

There's a face in the bar tonight that will probably be unfamiliar to some, and familiar to a few. He's seated near the observation window, armed with a newspaper and a cup of coffee. Or, rather, the coffee decorates the small table next to said chair, and the gentleman in question is staring over the paper at nothing in particular

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[will_scarlett]

Will has been struggling over writing out poetry and blinks in surprise at seeing Merlin before all is put away,

"Tis that truly ye, Merlin?"

[markedcard]

The paper rustles after a moment, lowering just enough for him to peer over the top at the person who just addressed him, faintly puzzled expression giving way to a smile.

"Indeed it is, Master Scarlett."

[will_scarlett]

"Where 'ave ye been 'idin' yerself?"

Merlin gets a quick hug and bow mixed together.

[markedcard]

"At home? Ruling an entire empire, kingdom... whatever you want to call it, takes effort." Merlin looks slightly agrieved about it. But he will return the hug. "No bowing, remember?"

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, course, still yer kingdom should 'llow ye some moments o'rest. Can I get ye a drink?"

Will sits down and looks at the paper as the book of poetry by Edgar Allan Poe and a small journal is set down.

[markedcard]

"Don't tell anyone, but," Merlin leans forward. "I'm playing hooky tonight. Maybe for the entire weekend. And thanks, but I have a coffee that'll do me fine for a while."

[will_scarlett]

"Always good to do that for a bit. 'ope things are goin' well."

[markedcard]

"They are. Shall we adjourn to the bar? I mean, I'd offer to share this delightful chair with you, but that could be a bit forward on my part."

Grin.

[will_scarlett]

"Would be better to both 'ave a seat, aye an 'member yer tricks."

That gets a laugh as Will heads back to the Bar along with his books,

"Does writin' e'er get easier?"

[markedcard]

"Tricks? You would me, Will." He might even attempt an affronted expression until they settle on bar stools. There might even be a couple of ales ordered.

"Yes, but it takes practice. Long months, you understand, because outside of spells, you can't learn overnight."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, been workin' at it. Doc got me workin' on it 'gain just feel a fool."

Will turns the book so Merlin can see, his hand isn't too bad, simple and careful.

[markedcard]

"That's fantastic. Just keep working on the print first, and when you can write an entire paragraph without looking down more than a few times, we'll get you a book on cursive. That's trickier."

[will_scarlett]

"Is that like what the monks write, all lovely?"

[markedcard]

"Monks?" It'll take him a moment to recall the reference. "Ah, no. That's calligraphy. Takes years to learn."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, good just wish to be as fine as I can."

[markedcard]

"Take your time is my advice." Because Merlin is so worldly and everything.